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The Life of a Young Black by DracoGal
Chapter 1 : Home Sweet Home
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A/N: Hey guys! Thanks for taking the time to read this book. I hope you enjoy reading it as much as I enjoy writing it!

“Alexa!” I groaned. I hated how he stopped calling me Rex after I got sorted into Sytherin four years ago. You would think that having Sirius Black as a father would be awesome, but it’s a complete nightmare. He has hated me ever since first year because I wasn’t a Gryffindor like him. “Alexa Black!” he called again.

“What?!” I yelled from my room upstairs.

“Get down here now!!” I groaned as I walked down to the kitchen; where I knew he was.

“What do you want?” I asked. He nodded towards the table and I saw that there were two letters addressed to me. I smiled when I recognized the handwriting.

“Who are they from?”

“Draco and Blaise.”

“Oh, your filthy friends.” I rolled my eyes and ripped Draco’s letter open.


I was wondering if you would want to come to my house for the rest of the summer. Mother and Father say it is okay. Blaise is coming too, and we could go to Diagon Alley to get our school stuff. Let me know as soon as you get this letter.


I smiled and opened Blaise’s letter.

Yo Rex,

If you are going to Draco’s, floo over my house first and then we can go over together.

Love, Zubs

I laughed at the fact that he signed with the nickname I had given him our first year; which I outgrew calling him in the middle of our third year. I went over to a drawer next to the sink and got out two pieces of parchment and a quill. I told Draco that I would be over and Blaise that I would come over today. I sent them off with the family owl, Roxie, before turning to my dad. “I’m going over Draco’s for the rest of the summer.”

“No, you are not!”

“Yes I am. Besides, it gets me out of the house sooner; we both know how much you want that.” He opened and closed his mouth; not exactly sure what to say. “I’m leaving now.” I said as I started to walk out of the room. “See you next summer.”

“Aren’t you coming home for Christmas?” I turned around.

“No, I always go over Blaise’s. Why would I want to spend Christmas with a father who hates me?” Before he could retort, I walked out of the room, went to grab my already packed trunk from my bedroom, and headed back downstairs to the living room. I threw the floo powder in the fireplace, said “Zabini Manor,” and began spinning.

I stumbled out of the fireplace and was caught by a pair of strong arms. I looked up and was met by the pale skin, dark blue eyes, and black hair of one of my best friends, Blaise Zabini. “Hey there, clumsy.” he said.

“Hey Zubs.” I replied as I kissed his cheek. He took my hand and led me to the couch in the middle of the room.

“I told Draco that we would be going over tomorrow. Is that okay?” I nodded. “Good. Mum and Dad are at work so we have the house to ourselves until dinnertime.”

“What do you want to do then?” I asked.

“Do you want to go outside to my mum’s flower garden?”

“Sure.” We got up and he led me outside. We sat down on the bench under one of the big oak trees. He put his arm around me and I leaned into him; my head on his shoulder. “This is beautiful!” He placed his chin on the top of my head and sighed.

“Nah, it doesn’t compare.”

“It doesn’t compare to what exactly?”

“You.” I slapped his arm and rolled my eyes. “Seriously, you’re beautiful.” I looked up at him and pushed the hair that was hanging in his eyes away.

“You’re pretty beautiful yourself.”

He licked his lips and leaned in. I met him halfway and his lips crashed onto mine. He pulled me onto his lap and I let my hands go around his neck. My fingers played with his hair. We broke apart and my forehead rested on his. “Wow.” I breathed. He chuckled.

“Wow indeed.”  My eyes landed on his lips. I could still feel the previous kiss and I craved for more. I leaned back in and Blaise eagerly met my lips again. His tongue moved back and forth across my mouth asking permission to be let in. I obliged and was hit by the amazing taste of peppermint and chocolate. My hands traveled down his chest and I began to unbutton his shirt. His hands moved under my blouse and I couldn’t help but to think that his skin on mine felt incredible. We broke apart after a few minutes; our hands on each other’s stomachs. We were panting slightly.

“Not bad for friends of four years, huh?” I said while smiling. He smiled back and caressed my cheek.

“Not bad at all.”

“This changes everything, doesn’t it?”

“A bit, but I think it was bound to happen sooner or later.”

“What do we do now?” I asked. He sighed, took the other hand out from under my shirt, and placed both on my thighs.

“Well, we can either forget what happened or go with the flow and see where it takes us.”

“I like option two.” He smiled.

“As do I. Do you want to head back inside?” I nodded, gave him a quick kiss, and stood up. He stood up as well, took my hand, and we walked back to the house.

He led me upstairs and to his room; which I had been in so many times before. We sat on his bed and began talking about our summers. “Well,” I said. “Dad ignored me the entire time, as usual. When he did talk to me though, he said how much of a disappointment I was to him and that he deserved a better daughter.”

“I honestly don’t understand how he could do that to you.” Blaise said. “He is your father after all.” I shrugged.

“It’s been four years. I’m used to it.” He shook his head and started to mutter words under his breath. “What was that?”

“Nothing.” I rolled my eyes, knowing that he was saying stuff about my dad.

“So how was your summer?”

“Eh, okay. The parents went on one of their stupid trips again. I didn’t go, so I was left by myself for a week.”

“They always leave you.” I said sadly.

“Not that I mind it. I wouldn’t want to go with them. I love my parents, I really do, but it’s nice to be away from them for a while.” I nodded.

Just then, I heard the front door open and a woman exclaim, “Blaise!”

“Coming Mum!” Blaise called. He took my hand and I smiled. I’ve missed Amy a lot and I couldn’t wait to see her again. When we got downstairs, Amy broke out into a wide grin.

“Rex dear! I didn’t know you were coming! What a nice surprise!” She pulled me into a hug and I sighed happily. It was nice to be loved by a parent; even if they weren’t my own. She released me and looked over at Blaise. “Why didn’t you tell me she was coming?”

“I actually didn’t know until today. Is it okay if Rex spends the night and then we can head over to Draco’s tomorrow?” Amy rolled her eyes.

“You three should be glued together. Yes, of course it’s okay.” Blaise smiled.

“So, what’s for dinner?” She threw her arms up in frustration.

“Can’t I get at least a little bit of relaxation when I come home from work?” He hung his head and showed her his puppy dog eyes.

“Sorry Mum.” She sighed and went over to embrace him.

“It’s okay, dear. I’m hungry too, so I’ll go whip something up for us. Is your father home yet?” Blaise winked at me and I couldn’t help but to giggle.

“No, he’s not.”  Amy let go of her son and went into the kitchen. “She can’t resist that look. She tries, but to no avail.” I rolled my eyes and we followed her into the kitchen.

Steve, Blaise’s father, came home once dinner was put on the table. He apologized for being late, but he was caught up at work. He was surprised to see me, but happy all the same. I couldn’t help to feel overwhelmingly happy at the fact that he and Amy loved me like I was their own daughter. After dinner, Blaise and I went upstairs to get ready for bed. I went into the guest bedroom (which was practically my own room at this point) and crawled under the covers.

I was sitting in the red rocking chair next to the bed in my parents’ room. My mom was coughing up blood and throwing up. I couldn’t do anything to help her; all I could do was sit there. “Rex, come here baby.” she said when she was done. I walked over to sit on the bed and she pulled me close to her. “I love you so much. Don’t ever forget that.” I clung onto her tighter.

“Mum, you’re going to get better.” my twelve year old self said. She sighed.

“You are a strong young lady, Alexa Roxanne Black. I love you so much.”

I woke up with a start. I knew what was going to come next and I didn’t want to see it happen again. I couldn’t go back to sleep, so I got out of bed and went out into the hallway. I snuck into Blaise’s room and went over to his bed. “Blaise?” I whispered while shaking him. “Blaise?” He mumbled something and rolled over onto his stomach. I sighed and flicked him on the forehead. He opened his eyes and looked at me wide eyed.

“What are you doing here?”

“I can’t sleep.”

“Nightmare?” I nodded and he opened up his blanket so I could crawl in. He put his arm around me and told me to get some sleep. I smiled, feeling safe, and couldn’t help but to think one thing before I fell asleep; I was home.

A/N: So, what did you think? If you thought that I made Rex and Blaise kiss way too early, just remember that they’ve been friends for four years and the passion has been building for that long. Please review!!! It would mean a lot to me!


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